I wanted to be a good man,
Helping others without complaint.
I wanted sons to make me proud
And to carry on my name.
I wanted good friends around me
To share in my joy and laughter.
I wanted my wife beside me
Through triumph and disaster.
I wanted to share, in our old age,
Fond memories of when we courted.
But I must have done something bad,
' Cause I've just been aborted.
-- G. E. Kruckeberg